For in his faltring mouth unftable

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No word is firm or footh;

Their infide, troubles miferable;

An open grave their throat, their tongue they smooth.

God, find them guilty, let them fall

By their own counfels quell'd;

Push them in their rebellions all

Still on; for against thee they have rebell❜d.
Then all who truft in thee fhall bring
Their joy, while thou from blame

Defend'st them, they fhall ever fing

And fhall triumph in thee, who love thy name.

For thou Jehovah wilt be found

To bless the juft man ftill,

As with a fhield thou wilt furround

Him with thy lasting favor and good will.

PSA L. VI. Aug. 13. 1653.

LORD in thine anger do not reprehend me,
Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct;

Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,
Am very weak and faint; heal and amend me:

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For all my bones, that ev'n with anguish ake,
Are troubled, yea my foul is troubled fore,

And thou, O Lord, how long? turn Lord, reftore
My foul, O fave me for thy goodness fake:
For in death no remembrance is of thee;

Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise? Wearied I am with fighing out my days, Nightly my couch I make a kind of fea; My bed I water with my tears; mine eye Through grief confumes, is waxen old and dark I'th' midst of all mine enemies that mark. Depart all ye that work iniquity,

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Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping
The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my pray'r,
My fupplication with acceptance fair

The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
Mine enemies fhall all be blank and dash'd

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With much confufion; then grown red with fhame, They shall return in hafte the way they came, And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.

PSAL.

PSAL. VII. Aug. 14. 1653.

Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him.

LORD my God to thee I fly,

Save me and secure me under

Thy protection while I cry,
Left as a lion (and no wonder)

He hafte to tear my foul afunder,
Tearing and no rescue nigh.

Lord my God if I have thought
Or done this, if wickedness

Be in my hands, if I have wrought

Ill to him that meant me peace,
Or to him have render'd lefs,
And not free'd my foe for nought;

Let th' enemy pursue my foul
And overtake it, let him tread

My life down to the earth, and roll

In the duft my glory dead,

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In the dust and there out-spread
Lodge it with dishonor foul.

Rife Jehovah in thine ire,
Rouse thyself amidst the rage

Of my foes that urge like fire;

And wake for me, their fury' affwage;
Judgment here thou didst engage
And command which I defire.

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So th'affemblies of each nation
Will furround thee, feeking right,
Thence to thy glorious habitation

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Return on high and in their fight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright

All people from the world's foundation.

Judge me Lord, be judge in this
According to my righteoufnefs,
And the innocence which is

Upon me: cause at length to ceafe

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Of evil men the wickedness

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And their pow'r that do amifs.

But the just establish faft,

Since thou art the juft God that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is caft
My defense, and in him lies,
In him who both juft and wife
Saves th' upright of heart at last,

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God is a juft judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;

If the unjust will not forbear,

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His fword he whets, his bow hath bended

Already, and for him intended

The tools of death, that waits him near.

(His arrows purposely made he

For them that perfecute.) Behold
He travels big with vanity,

Trouble he hath conceiv'd of old

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